Heaven Can'T Wait
The skies the sun free birds
High above
Below the mud the blood
One life to go
No warmth
River is running cold
Penetrating to the bone
Curdling screams
Chilling notes
Blood sweat fear
Side stepping thoughts
Down with these mean streets
Pulsating Conga beats
Run DMC run like hell
The Devil wants you
Shades of Spades pastels
Too flowering lily whites
The truth about the truth
Injustice no justice
In God we trust
I'm black and I'm proud
Whales James Brown
Strutting his stuff
But slamming jails 6x6
Awaits you and I
Yo give me no excuses
No excuses from those who cried
To the many that died
And to the ones who survived
No excuses from squandered hopes
Rope a dope
To the ever famous hanging rope
Hooded manifestations
Now you see them
Now you don't
Give us hope
Give us faith
And unity
Montgomery to Crown Heights
WATTS ,damn those Harlem nights
Put your hands in mine
Look up above
All across the globe
Ain't no Heaven until
Your dead .....
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A.camacho jr.
1996-2015
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